Cascading
i am like a cascading water
fall
rushing to meet you
even in the midst
of some
boulders of rocks
beside
cliffs and ravines
the moment i
touch you
love cascades too
like rain from
a heavy cloud
an outburst of
desire
an explosion
of an absence
long suppressed
deep inside
our palpitating
lusts
two waters cascading
from our
bosoms and hands and
thighs and feet
like a big murky river
longing
for the mouth leading
to the sea
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There Is This Rain Between My Thighs
there is this rain between my thighs
there is this cloud inside my abdomen
it is heavy with something
that accumulates somewhere
and within there is this
tickling and tingling of everything
i feel for you
in your absence
the clouds get so heavy and my abdomen
gives in
the rain falls under my feet
and then i know
it is the ripe time for sleep
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rain Between
there is this rain between my thighs
there is this cloud inside my abdomen
it is heavy with something
that accumulates somewhere
and within there is this
tickling and tingling of everything
i feel for you
in your absence
the clouds get so heavy and my abdomen
gives in
the rain falls under my feet
and then i know
it is the ripe time for sleep
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This River
this river is a wide and long stretch
of brown dreams
it is silent its ripples are like moving threads
it has a song of its own
that only your heart can sing
we sail this river again
this ealy morning when the sun still hides itself
in the nipa palms
we sit side by side as the boat takes its time
we hold our hands
we are still lovers throught the years
we look forward to the same direction
it will not take that long
at the end we will see again the cascades
we will hear the flow of the mountain springs
we will again remember
the harmony of what we once were
do you hear that cascading song of the water?
that is the song of the river that in my heart i always treasure
together and forever
we will cascade, my love, like this long, brown river to the sea
of our daily affections
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pink Clouds Never Rain
I have never see a pink cloud rain before.
I have only seen a magenta bolt of lightening try to strike my heart, and
Aqua tears trickling from my dazzled misty eyes, down my
Flushed and lonesome cheek, though
I have never see a pink cloud rain before.
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have seen spotted purple snakes crawling up my bedroom walls, and
Transparent bubbles filled with dreams floating before my very eyes, though,
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, though
I have seen a reddish sun cast shadows down upon a tortuous, rippling river;
I have seen tears cascading down a sloping hill, and
Gulls flapping their gentle, feathered wings atop some cragged cliffs, although
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, although
I have heard eerie and commanding thoughts and voices
That no one else could hear.
I have had disturbing, stabbing thoughts that have injured me inside, though
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, although
I have slid down an icy mountainside on a very sunny night.
I have wept a sea of deep blue and purple tears, though
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.
I have never heard thunder clap behind a rosy cloud, or seen
Tears fall from heaven or have heard angels singing.
I have had morbid thoughts of loss, death and suicide,
While thunder clapped, and
These pink clouds could not rain.
Perhaps someday I shall see a pink cloud rain upon a
Magnificent world, which I have created for myself,
Where tall green and golden reeds are surrounded by swirling water pools, and
A hallucinogenic sun sets behind high and mighty mountains-
And there, people would be trustworthy and true to heart.
No, I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, although,
I have seen almost everything there is to see-
Some good sights and some bad-
I have heard some screaming voices echo in my mind, although,
Some quiet ones as well.
I have seen some orange and, pinkish sunsets, and mirages in
The fortress of my own mind, however-
I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, and
I have never seen a pink cloud weep before….
Claudia Krizay
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Washing Of The Water
River, river carry me on
Living river carry me on
River, river carry me on
To the place where I come from
So deep, so wide, will you take me on your back for a ride
If I should fall, would you swallow me deep inside
River, show me how to float
I feel like Im sinking down
Thought that I could get along
But here in this water
My feet wont touch the ground
I need something to turn myself around
Going away, away towards the sea
River deep, can you lift up and carry me
Oh roll on though the heartland
til the sun has left the sky
River, river carry me high
til the washing of the water make it all alright
Let your waters reach me like she reached me tonight
Letting go, its so hard
The way its hurting now
To get this love untied
So tough to stay with thing
cause if I follow through
I face what I denied
I get those hooks out of me
And I take out the hooks that I sunk deep in your side
Kill that fear of emptiness, loneliness I hide
River, oh river, river running deep
Bring me something that will let me get to sleep
In the washing of the water will you take it all away
Bring me something to take this pain away
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Deliver Me Out
Deliver me out of the river of your love,
And do not allow me to be drawn;
For i am in the deep waters of your love and,
You stood in awe because you were moved by my passion.
Of the emotions of this river,
I am in the deep waters of your love and i need help;
And you have to put joy into my heart to deliver me out!
You are all about this river and i need your deliverance,
So come and save me and take me home;
For the one who needs my love also wants me on this case.
This river has taken me so far,
So come and deliver me out of this deep water of your love!
For i'm about to sink into the mire of deep places.
Fill my lips with rejoicing and come forward to me,
For my heart desires to meet you around;
But listen to the pleadings from my mouth of love,
For i am in the deep waters of your sweet love!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cascades
thoughts cascade
and the sound of your words make the
cascading sound of the rushing waters
a river
a flood
a rage that goes into the sea
taking everything: driftwood, pebbles, sand,
leaves, houses and even lives and islands
emotions like magma and lava flowing
from volcanic eruption
and then everything calms down, you see the shapes
solidifying
rage of rocks and cliffs in gray and silver colors
you see yourself
a mountain of rock facing the sea
breeze blows and cools off
a rage
and then some seeds fall and grow and become grasses
and trees
too green for your anticipation
and then
there is peace and
tranquility and a house that you start building
a woman
a wife and some children a
name, a father a family
a pillar of hope and a vision of the new sun
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hopefully Come Cascading
we work on some secret codes
you put the letter folding into three
rebellious
satirical
bully
i am, i am that reality subsumed bone-like
enticing
revealing sanctity
bonfire
you keep on telling space: i love you
i desire all of you
crush me, make love to me, bend me,
you kneel and worship
my humility cries
like some rain dripping from my lips
you love this game of the gods of love
and lust
hopefully come cascading
homespun cauldron composing
how come coldness?
reality stings bangs
robust shining body
come! come! hope comes cascading
real sweet boy
waits for a bed-ful of desire.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gray Cliffs And Gray Skies
on a foundation of
giant boulders of rocks
in the desert
of Saudi Arabia
where the grass are
resilient to
heat and change
the gray cliffs rise to touch
the gray skies
as though
they are on a conference
for something bigger
than the giant rocks below
and higher than the
heights they have achieved
something must be so
important
like the need for rain
and seeds
and men and women
with thick callous hands
to work for them
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Y.... River meets desert
A young river,
So strong
Nothing could stop it
Nothing went wrong
Big rocks in its way
No problem at all
It went over them
Around them if tall
But then it met the desert
Water sank deep into sand
Huge problem for the river
It looked like its life was to end
Desperately
It turned to our God
'Please, God help me
To get away from or over this spot'
A voice from above said
'Look at the wind in the sky
It crosses the desert so easily
So just stop to cry! '
'But I am not wind, I am water
How can I cross
Please help me
I am at a loss'
'Did you forget dear river, '
Said the voice from above
'Long time before you were a river
The wind carried you with love'
The river let its water evaporate
Allowed the wind to carry it once more
In its loving arms,
wind held the river as before
Across the desert they went
A lot of water in a big large cloud
And at the other side
The wind let it rain out
There the river again became strong
Even better and stronger than before
With much vigor it ran
For everyone to adore
Dear young men and women alike
If you meet with the desert or anything wrong
Remember who carried you
Before you became a river so strong
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Things That Slip From Our Very Hands
water drips from our hands
no amount of cupping catches it
air escapes from our mouth
whatever lip closing you make
no matter what you do
memories slip like water like air
things precious friends so dear
love like diamonds
no one keeps them forever
the reality is in the cascading and losing and disappearing
i could have loved you more and keep you forever inside my heart
reality is not with us like air like water like memories evaporating
from our human senses
nothing lasts forever
the eternity you talk about when we kiss
the promises after love
we call these all lies
mystical mythical, that my love, my darling, is the truth.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Warmth
Pull over
Let me do all the work
Chorus
My hands wrapped around
Stroking up and down
But nothing can compare to
The warmth of my mouth
I love every sound you make
When I'm down
Nothing can prepare you for
The Warmth of my
Verse 1
Mouth against your mouth
Getting you aroused
Whisper in your ear
I think I'll take it further south
Kissing on your neck
Rubbing on your leg
Slide a little further up
I feel you get erect
And now we're flesh against flesh
Breathing on your chest
So anxious to touch it
My mouth is getting wet
Just like the water from the shore
Let your rain pour
Baby brace yourself for
Chorus 2
My hands wrapped around
Stroking up and down (let's see how long you can last inside)
But nothing can compare to the warmth of my mouth
I love every sound you make
When I'm down (Just hear the water splash about)
But nothing can prepare you for
The warmth of my mouth
No place warmer than my mouth....
Bridge
Start off slow
Circles
Then deeper and deep it goes
Kisses so sensual
Tasteful
I love giving you a show
The warmth of my...
Do you like that?
Now it's my turn
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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Water
Water is innocent as dew.
It sparkles in the sun like new.
Water is naive and childlike as a river.
It runs along and has no bother.
Water is naughty as waves.
It tickles the feet and plays games.
Water is beautiful as rain,
and washes away all your pain
Water appears wise as a sea.
It's huge and unfathomable as can be.
Water is humble as a lake.
It has beauty simple but not fake.
Water is mysterious when deep.
Its full of fear and gives me creeps.
As a fall, it cascades,
as if breaking barriers and liberates.
As a fountain it adorns gardens and palaces,
and symbolises aristocracy, richness and success.
Water is stagnant and muddy as a puddle,
but has a core to be someone special.
poem by Maitreyee Joshi
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No One Steps Twice On The River Of Life...
it is not the rage of this river.
when i was a child, as mother says,
i keep my finger inside my mouth
sucked by my throat, to keep hunger away
beside the bank of this river
i am the spectator
and the river believes in the magic
of my innocence
it flows always in a distant
affection,
it is not the rage of the river,
it is i, the grown up man who goes swimming
in the river and feel
the joys of its cool waters
always moving on towards
a destination
it is the swimming with a friend
and then
with a lover and then with a wife
and then my silence,
what we do not have we force to forget
it is the bathing in the river
the rinsing and the cleansing of the waters
it is not the rage of this river
and then we become too weak to be in this river
the river moves on and on
towards the deepest sea looking for the
opening
i wait by the bank of this river
many things have been missed
the more important ones
the one that gives the posterity of
my humanity
it is denied of me because of this river
that gives me nothing
all the while i was the leaf that fell off from
the tree
on the side of this river
and i floated because i have nothing to do
because i can do nothing about
the flow of the river
i become the dead leaf that the air
rides upon
tossed and bumped on boulders
till i sink
deep down the river
that i shall pass only once.
time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Under the snow rain
Running in midnight
Snow shines in the dark
Falling beautiful slowly
Make me rushing my feet
My breath’s frozen, my hands turn cold
But I don’t care
I must meet you, I must see you now
I need to hold you and feel your warmth
Before you gone and leave me broken
Running like a fool
Tears river in my eyes
Still rushing my feet
Screaming nightmare inside
My heart’s stop beating, my mouth starts bitter
I know no mistake
I must come to you, I must find you now
I need to hold you and keep you warm
Before you gone and leave me alone
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Touch Me Fall
All skate
Now reverse
Im waking from a dream
The neighborhood is green
All the sounds Ive missed
All the years
Come down to wedding death and fear
Ill Ive heard has been in vain
Like water on a stain
Touch me
Im so beautiful
Rub your hands
Across my head
Just like this
Come with me
Now its not worth it
If you dont
Are you hiding
I am hiding
Cypress moon
Im bald in june
Like the granite
In a stream
Swamp ophelia
Im torn down
Let your waters
Let me drown
Touch me
Im so beautiful
Rub your hands
Across my head
Just like this
Come with me
Now its not worth it
If you dont
Are you crying
I am crying
Jump jump
Jump so high
Watch me let you down
If I stumble
I will stumble
If I fall
I will fall
Im trying to hold it
Like rain in a river
Everything is
Getting bigger
Better this
Wont last forever
Touch me fall
Touch me fall
Jump jump
Jump so high
Watch me let you down
If I stumble
I will stumble
If I fall
I will fall
Im trying to hold it
Like rain in a river
Everything is
Getting bigger
Better this
Wont last forever
Touch me fall
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Perhaps, This is How Life is!
The water-falls are perilous although,
And fall as rapids on boulders below,
What cascading beauty and frothy air,
And splashing noise that rends the forests near!
It must be raining heavily above;
The sky here looks all blue without black-clouds?
A bridge of Hope connects the two forests;
The rapids cease into a gentle flow
To form a river that gives life to all!
The turbulence of earthly life is great,
With chaos and many dangers admixed;
Yet, Mother Nature waves her magic wand
And ushers halcyon days to all mankind.
poem by John Celes
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In Whatever Situation, Whenever I Can Be Found
you shall look for me
i know, you shall miss me
you think, this is the last
a swan song
no, you are bound by your own
longing
my word, my sighs
my soul moaning for love
my love singing
the ecstasy of outburst
the gentleness of the eyes
the softness of my lips
the caresses of my hands
the plateau of my belly
you shall look for me
inside your mind
and then, tears shall fall
for i am no longer there
without within
for i can no longer stay under the soles
of your feet.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I love you
You cast your shadow in my way:
I melt as winters snow
beneath a afternoon warmth
Fall as rushing waters
cascading into wavelets.
Drown in depths of
desire, promiscuously.
In simple words,
For you, My heart beats and moves.
Like the motion of the grasses
When the wind lays them down
Across the meadows;
Like a whisper breath of spring
Unwrapping buds in quiet magnificence.
I want to see
Your dreams, in the darkest of nights.
I want to smile as you blush
and giggle with you
at nothing at all.
I want to be your lover
and find the passions
that move you to action.
I want to be the softness
that induces you to trust.
I want to be the naughty
that makes you come back for more.
I want to please and satisfy you.
I want to trap your fire inside me,
Enslave you with my charms.
I want to drink your molten lava,
I want to explode in your arms.
I want to share your breakfast
and your dinner,
I want you in the shower
and in your bed and
Your strong arms, the legs
that power your thrust,
your lips of pleasure,
these are the fuel of my desire
no it is no secret, my beauty.
and to put it in three easy words
I love you.
poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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Edited
one afternoon when the sun
sinks at the horizon and fades like a face
of my beloved
i begin to write about the fact of
friendship
not in poetic form but
factual
it is all about you
the day you left for america and you never write
a letter at the time
when letters were still in.
it is about a question of not talking
about a silence that still speaks despite the fact
that my hands cover my mouth
it is about a promise
that you will be you despite the absence of everyone
despite the loneliness
that lingers like a leech
on the skin of your feet as you pass the murky waters
of your life
friend, dissolve like sugar to water and be invisible
but still be sweet as ever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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